In the twelfth century, if a couple could prove their first year of marriage was blissful and free of disharmony, they were entitled to a slab of bacon. (Which explains why everyone got married so young.)  Historically, there are a few couples that battled adversity and the judgment of others to be together. Adam and Eve, Romeo and Juliet, Anthony and Cleopatra -- Burt and Ernie. Please keep all of this in mind when I tell you I have discovered a romance of epic proportions, a match made in heaven, the perfect coupling, Bacon and Vodka.

In case you think I’m kidding, let me assure you I’m as serious as a saturated fat induced heart attack. It’s cleverly named Bakon Vodka (hence the baconvodka.com web address makes perfect sense) and it’s made by earthbound cupids who reside in Seattle. One sip and you’ll be a swine-swill convert. It’s smooth and smokey, clean and crisp and it makes cocktails I thought only existed in heaven. (BTW if heaven doesn’t have a bar, it’s not technically heaven.) Personally I loved the Bakon Chocolate Martini, Prosciutto-wrapped Melon Shot and the Bakon Bloody Mary.

I’m grateful for Bakon Vodka, and while it isn’t easy to find, it’s worth rooting around your sty for. Currently it’s only available in a handful of incredibly lucky states. No, I’m not getting paid to write about this product, I’m doing it for one reason alone, my belief in the power of true love – and the hope it becomes so popular it’ll be available in my area.

That’s why I’m grateful for Bakon Vodka.